Jason E. Fort
Little Noah sat in his sand box,
His animal toys scattered about.
The sky above was cloudy;
Impending rain, there was no doubt.
But his GI Joes were finicky;
They never seemed to stand straight.
It frustrated Noah often;
They never seemed to cooperate.
But Little Noah was a good boy
He always did what his Daddy said.
So when Noah's Daddy came outside
Noah raised his eager head.
"Noah, it's gonna storm soon,
And I saw you out here playing in the sand.
You better get those toys under cover;
You better save'em while you can."
"Judging from that dark skyline,
I'd say you've got about forty minutes
But once the storm gets here,
Your sandbox'll have only water in it."
Little Noah answered, "Yes sir, Daddy,
I'll take heed to what you say."
Then he separated his GI Joes and animals
He'd just have to play another day.
He ran all the way inside to his bedroom
And he found his GI Joe Carrier
He took it back out to the sandbox
And with toy blocks he built a barrier
It didn't take long for him to see
He didn't have room for all the Joes,
But he cared more for the animals
He loaded them two by two, in neat rows.
Noah looked in the sand in frustration
He couldn't get all the Joes on the boat.
He shrugged his shoulders and gave up
When the rains came and he started to get soaked.
Noah closed the lid to the carrier
But he abandoned the leftover GI Joes.
He ran into the safety of his house
To seek shelter from his current woes.
While Noah waited for the rains to stop
He stared out his back window in wonder.
He waited for the rain to stop;
Til he could no longer hear any thunder.
Finally the sun came out
And Noah ran outside to check on his toys.
When he arrived back to the sandbox
He found both dread and joy.
There floating face down in the water,
Leaving Noah to feel morose
With the sandbox completely flooded
Were Noah's poor GI Joes.
But amidst the floating toy corpses
Stood the carrier, stuck on toy blocks.
It got stuck against the barrier,
Instead of being washed from the sandbox.
Noah opened the lid to the carrier
And to his surprise he did see
All his toy animals, and a couple of Joes
As dry as dry could be.
Noah may have been a young boy
But he thanked his Daddy that night;
Because he had sense enough to listen to his Daddy
And he was grateful for his Daddy's foresight.